Self-Discipline! Have You Seen Marineford at Four o’clock in the Morning?

at the same time.

Impel down deep sea prison, the sixth floor Eternal Hell.

The heavy seastone steel gate was slowly pushed open, and a dozen prison guards with live ammunition and weapons in hand took the lead in swarming in, and then separated a passage.

A burly figure walked slowly into the passage, and the dim candlelight flickered, casting a horrible shadow of the person on the ground like a demon.

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk tusk, it's really lively..."

"Sengoku, it looks like someone has come to visit you."

"This is not the warden Magellan..."

"It's been a long time..."

In the empty Eternal Hell, there were bursts of cold mocking laughter for a while, as if a group of demons were whispering softly.

A pair of hungry, violent blood-red eyes slowly emerged in the foul darkness, like a group of evil wolves hiding in the shadows, revealing a cruel killing intent.

Magellan walked into the Eternal Hell with a cold expression. Hearing the provocations of countless world-class heavy criminals around him, he just frowned slightly and did not respond.

He has other important things today, there is no need to care about this group of trash.

He was silent, and came to Sengoku's prison cage without saying a word, looking at the desolate figure behind the fence with a grim expression on his face.

Magellan's heart was a bit sour for a while.

Behind the iron bars,

An old figure was sitting on the cold and rotten floor. Next to it was a rusty iron bowl. The rusty Madara Madara's bowl was filled with half-full meals.

Maggots have grown on the food, and the white meat worms are constantly squirming in the cold and smelly food, making people lose their appetite.

The man was wearing a foul-smelling black and white prison uniform, and his completely gray hair was messy and scattered, like a madman.

It is hard to imagine that this lonely and dirty old man turned out to be the former Marshal Marine.

"Marshal Sengoku..."

Magellan's eyes flashed with unbearableness, and he shouted in a hoarse voice.

The old figure, which looked like a dried sculpture, trembled softly after hearing this sound.

Dull pupils,

A faint light gradually lit up.

He raised his head stiffly and looked at Magellan in front of the iron fence, as if a smile was gradually squeezed out of his already rigid face.

"It's you... Magellan."

Sengoku's voice seemed to pop out of his throat, as if his throat had been roasted by a red charcoal fire, dry and sharp.

Magellan shook his whole body, her pupils suddenly tightened, and her heart was beating frantically, as if the blood in her body was rushing uncontrollably at this moment.

What kind of face is that...

Covered with old wrinkles and dust,

Vertical and horizontal ravines, pale and Bloodline Madara Madara,

His eyes tried to focus absent-mindedly, but couldn't gather energy anyway.

"The old man is no longer Marshal Marine, Magellan, there is no need to call the old man that."

Sengoku said this lightly, with a strong self-deprecating expression on his face.

Magellan fell silent upon hearing this.

After a long time,

He said slowly:

"You should eat on time. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to hold it."

He glanced at the job that hadn't moved at all.

Sengoku shook his head and said:

"It's okay, the old man has no appetite."

"It's you, what wind is blowing today, that brought you into this ghost place."

"The door of Eternal Hell, can you open it casually."

Magellan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"Marshal Sengoku, something happened on Dressrosa. The subordinates think you need to know..."

The five words "Dressrosa" seemed to have a mysterious magic power, and they attracted Sengoku's attention at once.

That wrinkled Madara face, full of vicissitudes, seemed to be instantly stained with blood.

Sengoku raised his head abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, and stared at Magellan.

Magellan sighed when she saw Sengoku's reaction.

He didn't say much, but slowly squatted down and put the video phone worm in his hand on the ground.

Huh!

With a dazzling white light shining,

A picture was quickly projected on the gray prison stone wall.

Sengoku's pupils shrank suddenly.

There was a sudden silence in Eternal Hell,

Then,

A burst of violent noise blasted the waves in the dark cages.

"what?"

"This is... Dressrosa?"

"That figure...Jehhahaha!! It's Roy that kid!!"

"I've become more capable!! With so many subordinates, at least tens of thousands of scales!!"

"Tsk tusk tusk, this momentum is still pretty good..."

"Jiehahaha!! Sengoku, the same Marshal Marine, it seems that you are mixed up a little bit!!"

"It seems that several of your Marine Admiral-class combat powers are all on Roy's side!!"

"Hahahaha!! It's so funny!! It's so funny!!"

"Sengoku, you should find a mirror to see your current expression!! It's so exciting!!"

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